Friday, March 31, 2006
I love to live in the past.Well, I was just thinking how I'll be leaving you, alone.I know I've got u, and u're always there. somehow...I admire my classmate, seeing how she can appreciate her bf..and of cos, how her bf waits for her outside of sch each and everyday, unless he has late lessons.I guess, what they've said are right. I shouldn't have.I am serious, serious this time round.I can't pretend to love, its wrong.I'll just leave, quietly, perhaps.till u've seen this and know it all.this will be my last post in this blog I suppose..probably update again if i'm gonna get a new blog.You know, i don't like to explain. everything has its purpose, and I'm listening carefully to Him this time round.Thank God for letting me choose my decision.Amen.
posted @ 15:11
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